She opened the door. Entered I follow her.

The twilight of the corridor, only a dim sconce illuminated the space around. At the entrance, slightly behind, a second slave was on his knees. Whore number two.

He did everything as ordered. Kneeling down. In the collar with a name plate. Eyes lowered to the floor.

She was wry aside. Got a slap.

- you forgot what you should do, whore?

She abruptly opened her cloak. She has no clothes left except stockings. Collar with her name.

And now she is kneeling next to her husband. Next to the line whore.

- crawl into the room sluts.

They stomped on all fours.

I walked back and admired the flickering of their asses. Her delicate chiseled ass with a cork sticking out and his ass rougher and also with a cork.

Good pair of whores.

The entire arsenal was already ready in the room. Vibrators, a pair of whip, however, I brought my own, candles, clips, wide leather belt.

On the floor was a pair of dog bowls, also with name tags.

- Sit on the bowl, whore, it's time to express the semen. I think the second fucking wants sperm too.

- Yes, whore? Raise your eyes.

He looked up at me and looked with agony, he knew what to answer. He was ashamed, even, perhaps, disgusted, but his worthy cock only confirmed how he liked the situation.

- Long silent, bitch. I ordered her to file a whip. She crawled over and gave it to me on outstretched arms.

- Bend, creature. Looks like you need to be taught.

He stood cancer, face to the floor. Otklyachiv ass. I smacked his whip on the ass, on the thighs, on the heels. He just screamed and howled.

I ordered his wife to bring ropes for him.

She again obediently did everything.

- Well, whore, hands behind your back, you are such a thing. He was uncomfortable, but he did. I pulled his hands around his wrists and elbows. She just looked, dutifully bowing her head.

- Shut your hubby with your panties, slut.

He shuddered at this “hubby” looked at me over his shoulder with a prayer, but there was more lust in this look.

And she already crawled to him. I went around him, took him by the hair.

- Open your mouth creature.

He was slow. And I pulled his hair.

The cowards of one whore fell into the mouth of another.

- I think your husband is ready to watch.

Alina crouched over a bowl with her name, pulled out the cork. A little strained. And the sperm began to fall in portions in a bowl. He looked at it with wet eyes. What was more in them lust or humiliation and shame. I do not know.

She deciphered herself.

- Cancer, bitch, and lick

She clung to the bowl, I admired her slim figure, retracted ass, with the anus still open, her tongue wound in the bowl, she tried. I walked around behind her. Cunt glittered. I patted her foot in the ass.

- I think it's time to feed the second whore, do you think, Alinochka?

- As you like master. Fright, excitement and curiosity in her eyes.

Stay on your knees.

She was on her knees, holding her back straight, hands at the seams. Sticking nipples, cum on lips, wet cunt. Exciting.

I pulled the panties out of my mouth at the second whore. He took the hair, slightly pulled and he crawled. Uncomfortable and painful. I poked his face in a bowl "Alina".

- lick, slut, this is my cum from your wife's asshole.

His tongue frantically walked around the bowl, it almost creaked from the purity.

- Enough, bitch.

I pushed him with my foot. He lay awkwardly on his side.

- Let's fucking, smash the sperm on his face, - I ordered Alina.

She rose up above him, began to kiss him, he passionately answered her. And now I have seen their faces smeared with sperm, they rolled it from mouth to mouth, enjoying and moaning. So I admired for about five minutes.

Next was the orgy of humiliation and debauchery.

He was standing cancer, still bound. She fucked him in the ass with a strap-on, I smacked her on the back and ass, sometimes bypassed and blows fell on her tits.

He was moaning from fucking, almost did not open his eyes, she was excited and sharpened his fuck after each blow.

Then she fucked him with a strap-on mouth. Hard as ordered.

His dick was a stake, but his hands are tied, do not joke, but she didn’t caress him.

- Well, the thing, you want to finish?

- Yes, master, I really want to. He did not shake anymore. All this fucking took him hard. He was focused on that.

- come from the fact that she fuck you in the ass, I shook my head in the direction of Alina. Yes, and, perhaps, we will correct your makeup.

- bring lipstick, brighter, whore.

And here she is squatting in front of him. I hold his head up, and she can barely paint his lips.

And again he has cancer, leaning on his shoulders, and she backs her ass on the back. He only groans. She squeezes his ass, fits violently, howls herself, although I see that she is tired.

I walk around him, he lies on the floor with his cheek, his mouth is half-open, groans. I spit on him relish. Saliva with a slap will fall on his face. More and more.

He starts to cum.

Without touching the dick.

He cums like a woman.

From the frictions.

- Clean up after yourself.

I untie his hands.

They both have a pool of sperm. Again, smeared face. Pass it to each other. Lipstick smeared. From this their faces become even more fucking.

They are kneeling before me. Both. Beside. Submissive and collars.

- Well, hubby, now have fun with your wife?

I take him by the chin. I look into the eyes.

- Whatever, Master ...

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